Back in the office, Zheng Ren turned on his computer and went to check the email that Bota had sent.
Little Rock’s situation was indeed optimistic. After taking the medicine, a DeepMACT test showed that the number of tumor cells in his blood had significantly reduced. The tumor tissues in his lungs and abdomen had also begun to change.
It was just that he was having more phlegm, not having difficulty breathing like Su Yun had said. Su Yun must have read the email and misunderstood it.
“Too much phlegm, how did this happen?” “It sounds strange,” Su Yun muttered to herself.
“It’s not yellow phlegm. There’s no infection,” Zheng Ren read the email and leaned back in his chair. He closed his eyes and said softly,””Let’s observe for the time being. It could be that the medicine stimulated the trachea and produced a large amount of secretion.”
Zheng Ren and Su Yun did not have any definite judgment on this. Now, the treatment for little stone was a strange exploration. Every step was a new step, and there was no experience from the predecessors to explore.
Thinking of Little Rock’s condition, Zheng Ren and Su Yun stopped talking and pondered silently.
“Wang Lin, do you know how to weave a rope?” Chang Yue walked in from outside and asked Lin Yuan.
“What rope?” Lin Yuan raised his head from behind the computer and asked.
“The red string that you wear on your hand.”
“No, I’ve never seen him before.” Lin Yuan said.
“Sister Yue, I will.” Gu Xiaoran said,”you wore it before the Dragon Boat Festival and took it off when it rained after the Dragon Boat Festival?”
“Yes.” Chang Yue was not very sure, but she still nodded.
“I’ll do it, I’ll do it,” Gu Xiaoran volunteered.
Zheng Ren could not figure out the changes in little stone’s condition, so he could only observe him again. After hearing Chang Yue’s words, he opened his eyes and asked,””What’s the matter, Chang Yue?”
“There’s a patient who’s worried that the surgery will fail, and he wants you to help him with something. ” Chang Yue coldly glanced at Zheng Ren.
“Why is that?” Zheng Ren was very confused.
“She’s a little nervous. I think she’s scared by the surgery. ” Chang Yue said,”the surgery is tomorrow. His heart rate is already above 100 today.”
It was not uncommon for patients to be anxious before surgery, but it had nothing to do with weaving the red rope. Zheng Ren silently watched Gu Xiaoran weave the red rope skillfully and thought that this child was good except for being willing to cry.
He saw that Gu Xiaoran’s movements were light and skilled, and her hands were quite skillful.
“Sister Yue, my mom makes this for me every year during the Dragon Boat Festival. I’ve been making red strings for my mom since the year before last. She’s very happy when I tie it for her. ” Gu Xiaoran’s hands were nimble, and Zheng Ren felt like he was fiddling with two guide wires.
Could it be that a guide wire could be used this way? Zheng Ren’s fingers had already started to move slightly.
‘It seems to work,’ Zheng Ren thought.
A few minutes later, a red string was completed, and Chang Yue’s usually cold face broke into a smile.
“President Zheng, I’ll lend it to you for a while.” Chang Yue said.
“Ah?” Zheng Ren responded in surprise.
Let me borrow your head! I’ve seen this in a book before. What does it mean to lend it to me?
“I’m going to the ward. You don’t have to say anything. Just stand there like a mascot. ” Chang Yue said.
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Zheng Ren nodded and stood up.
Ever since Chang Yue joined the treatment group, Zheng Ren had been communicating less and less with the patients from Haicheng to 912. In the past, he would always have to spend half of his time chatting with the patient to pull them into a relationship so that the patient’s anxiety and anxiety could be relieved.
Chang Yue was the one doing all the work. Other than making ward rounds twice in the morning and night, Zheng Ren had not chatted with the patients and their family members for a long time.
‘It’s good to take a look at Chang Yue’s communication,’Zheng Ren thought.
Su Yun was not interested in this at all. He sat on the chair, his butt seemed to be glued together. He held his phone in his hand, and his thumbs slid across the screen at lightning speed.
Zheng Ren followed behind Chang Yue and found it funny when he saw her light and quick steps.
Zheng Ren knew who the patient for tomorrow’s surgery was when he made his ward rounds early in the morning. He had already made a guess, especially when Chang Yue said that she was older.
As expected, Chang Yue walked to the elderly patient’s side and said with a smile,””Old man, this is the red string that President Zheng has made for you.”
As she spoke, Chang Yue held the red string in her hand and waved it in front of the elderly patient’s eyes.
Zheng Ren felt that he should take two steps forward. Perhaps he could deepen the patient’s impression of him. He stood behind Chang Yue and looked at the patient with a smile.
“Uh, professor Zheng, I’m really sorry to trouble you.” The old lady had a large amount of ascites, and her stomach was as large as a small mountain. She was lying on the bed in a half-sleeping position. When she saw Zheng Ren enter, she tried hard to sit up.
However, he was old and had plenty of ascites. As the position changed, his diaphragm would move, affecting his breathing.
Her two sons smiled apologetically and immediately wanted to help the old lady up.
“Don ‘t, don’ t, please lie down.” Zheng Ren smiled and said,”old man, is this a custom in your hometown?”
“Old rules, it’s said that people always have a few obstacles in their life, and it’s quite difficult to cross them. I’ve just encountered a hurdle and wanted to seek comfort. ” The old patient said.
Zheng Ren could tell that she was speaking in a rather organized manner and did not seem like she had Alzheimer’s disease. He smiled and said,”don’t worry, she will recover very quickly after the operation.”
“Professor Zheng, I’m not afraid of you laughing at me, but the older you get, the more afraid you are of death.” The old patient tried his best to reach out his hand. Zheng Ren understood and quickly reached out his hand.
The old patient held Zheng Ren’s hand as if he was talking to his grandson, but he was very polite.
“Professor Zheng, you’re young and have a good temper. This is considered feudal superstition, and you even personally made me a red rope. When I was young, many people died many years ago in my hometown, and there were unmarked common graves there. Every time I passed by that side, my grandmother would tie a red string on me, saying that it could ward off evil spirits. “
“Yes, yes, I should.” Zheng Ren didn’t know what to say, so he just agreed randomly.
“I was just saying it casually, but little Chang took it seriously.” The old patient said,”look at this … It’s really too much trouble for you.”
“It’s fine, it’s fine. It’s no trouble at all. ” Zheng Ren said, feeling a little embarrassed.
“There are many rules in my hometown. It is said that the three knots on the red rope can ward off ghosts and evil spirits; Five Jie is …”
Zheng Ren then patiently listened to the explanation of folk customs for about ten minutes.
“Professor Zheng, I’ll have to trouble you.” In the end, the old patient struggled to sit up and held Zheng Ren’s hands with both hands.”In the words of my hometown, you’re a Buddha who saves people from suffering. I’ll leave the red string you made for my grandson.”
“……”
Zheng Ren scratched his head.
It was fine if Gu Xiaoran had made a red rope to fool him, but Zheng Ren was embarrassed when the old man said so.
“Old man, I didn’t know that there were such rules in your hometown.” Zheng Ren smiled.”How many knots do you think there should be? I’ll make one up for you in person, okay?”
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